Lyrics:

Tawdry slur
You'll mutter,
She'll here you,
You'll argue.
You've got her records in the basement,
You've got half a case left.
You say that I remind you of a movie star.
No one likes you when you're as old as we are.
And you were barefoot on Magnolia Avenue
The day I met you.
Bleary-eyed, without permission
You work out own rendition
Of your contingency in three acts:
Tennessee River, a drunken relapse.
And her new girlfriend, she's got a new girlfriend now.
You say that I remind you of a movie star.
No one likes you when you're as old as we are.
And you were barefoot on Magnolia Avenue
The day I met you.
You and me don't earn much pay,
But you and me got enough to get away
If we want to.
You and me don't earn much pay,
But you and me got enough to get away...